[hook - trey songz] Throw money in the air Like i don't really care Yeah standing on a chair Like i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care
Waka flockaaa! I keep them bad bitches yelling it Thugged out rich as hell plus i'm throwing dick Drunk as shit, everywhere i go i'm yellin bricksquad monopoly loud as shit Throwing money in the air fuck it i don't care 50 for the ear rings that's 100 for a pair Versace on my ass 2 bands for my underwear Foreign cars foreign broads baller of the year Sparkles on my champagne independence day I ain't really want yo number yo friend look better anyway
[hook - trey songz] Throw money in the air Like i don't really care Yeah standing on a chair Like i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care
Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up Keep some green to roll up, i run it like a motor You see the way i pull up, attention like a soldier What you expect to happen now i'm swaggin on the sofa I be so reckless, spend 100, 000 on my necklace That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze polar Bear nigga yeah, baller of the year And we can take it there nigga i ain't never scared
[hook - trey songz] Throw money in the air Like i don't really care Yeah standing on a chair Like i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care
I see them haters watching fuck it let them hate Mean mug them back yellin out i'm gettin cake x2
10,000 worth of ones on the way, he ain't playin with A check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you She left with me, uhhh, interception He saying he gone kill me when he catch me but i So i don't i don't i don't really care So i don't i don't i don't really care Got b-tches by the crib I'm ballin in em yeah And haters everywhere but I don't really care